"Hush! I haven't. I got a bullet on the liver in the campaign of '03, due to over-smoking, and sometimes it hurts me a little in the cold weather. That's all."
"Why don't you try the Hyperion?"
"I will. Where is it?"
"It isn't anywhere; you buy it."
"Oh, I thought you dined at it. What do you buy it for?"
"It's one of those developers with elastics and pulleys and so on. Every morning early, for half-an-hour before breakfast——"
"You are trying to improve me," I said suspiciously.
"But they are such good things," went on Adela earnestly. "They really do help to make you beautiful——"
"I am beautiful."
"Well, much more beautiful. And strong——"